#AmericanWriters
735 Upon Concluded Lives There’s nothing cooler falls— Than Life’s sweet Calculations— The mixing Bells and Palls—
It was not death, for I stood up, And all the dead lie down; It was not night, for all the bell… Put out their tongues, for noon. It was not frost, for on my flesh
594 The Battle fought between the Sou… And No Man—is the One Of all the Battles prevalent— By far the Greater One—
To make a prairie it takes a clove… One clover, and a bee. And revery. The revery alone will do, If bees are few.
Of Brussels—it was not— Of Kidderminster? Nay— The Winds did buy it of the Woods… They—sold it unto me It was a gentle price—
403 The Winters are so short— I’m hardly justified In sending all the Birds away— And moving into Pod—
I held a Jewel in my fingers’— And went to sleep’— The day was warm, and winds were p… I said 'Twill keep’— I woke’—and chid my honest fingers…
651 So much Summer Me for showing Illegitimate— Would a Smile’s minute bestowing
307 The One who could repeat the Summ… Were greater than itself—though H… Minutest of Mankind should be— And He—could reproduce the Sun—
694 The Heaven vests for Each In that small Deity It craved the grace to worship Some bashful Summer’s Day—
136 Have you got a Brook in your litt… Where bashful flowers blow, And blushing birds go down to drin… And shadows tremble so—
648 Promise This—When You be Dying— Some shall summon Me— Mine belong Your latest Sighing— Mine—to Belt Your Eye—
LXV GOOD night! which put the candle… A jealous zephyr, not a doubt. Ah! friend, you little knew How long at that celestial wick
220 Could I—then—shut the door— Lest my beseeching face—at last— Rejected—be—of Her?
XIV I’M ceded, I ’ve stopped being th… The name they dropped upon my face With water, in the country church, Is finished using now,